Whispers of April四月的低語(yǔ)
In April's gentle embrace，
Nature awakens with grace.
In the air linger the whispers of a budding flower，
Birds sing with newfound power.
The sun touches everything warmly，
A season returning gently.
The air is filled with sweet perfume，
As cherry blossoms start to bloom.
The melody of raindrops keeps falling，
On windows resounds a soft tinkling.
Each day brings a vibrant hue，
A tapestry of life， so anew.
April whispers secrets untold，
Love and stories yet unfold.
In this month， dreams take flight，
As hope shimmers in the moonlight.
Embrace the magic of this hour，
For April holds a blossoming power.
在四月溫柔的擁抱中，
大地優(yōu)雅地蘇醒。（剩余304字）